There are sparkles in her eye
The kind that will never die
And her inspiration
Has me flicking the TV station
Onto her version of events
I wonder where it all went
As I spend fifteen years 
Trying to avoid my own tears
As they spill onto the page
And waterlog me for an age
If you didn’t know I was sent down
For my part in liberating this side of town
From it’s oppressors 
And you undress her 
In your mind 
But there’s dignity you left behind 
In the fallow of the field 
The ground is not just there to yield 
What it has unto the crop 
It’s the logic of cancer to not stop 
And let things be 
I take a break and the sea
Inside me moves in and out
And takes with it my self doubt
As I sit with Oprah
They take my coat, ya
Know that it will come to pass
Coz balance is an everlast